Hong Kong is a well pampered metropolis. There is no room for randomness and waste of space. Men are tall and women beautiful. Without red lipstick I feel like Cinderella.

Despite all the glitz, I am definitely resting. The noise of Hong Kong is different from the one that has accompanied me so far. Nobody honks. Nobody screams. No one cares about my presence. It is European. It is familiar. Tamed.